The Marquis’ Eldest Son’s Lascivious Story

"Brother. I wonder when your grandfather will be back."

"The letter arrived the other week."

After dinner, Fannie came to my room as planned.

When I entered the room, I was surprised by the smell of flowers that turned upside down, but "The room is full of flowers and it's lovely," the delight was adorable.

Of course we haven't found out that its real purpose is to eliminate the smell after sex.

Tesh said he asked the gardener to get some flowers from the flowerbed.

I just want to say thank you for making sure you finish the job during my dinner.

"I wonder where your grandfather is by now."

Fannie said as she looked at the map of the neighborhood she was spreading on her desk.

"Um, it's around here that your grandfather went out this time, so when you go home, isn't this it? The letter seemed to say the operation was done safely, so I think I'll be able to get back on the shortest route. Maybe he's already in Newnelly."

Think as you slide your fingers on the map.

Your grandfather, or father, who is the head of the Qualdenze family, is an ancestor.

I am now in a war of aggression without concealing my housekeeper to my father......

Somehow, there is an image of a single rock when it comes to "nation" in the knowledge of previous life, but it can be hardly a single rock in this world.

Lords everywhere govern as they please, and they only have the most powerful lords as their kings.

So there is little loyalty to the royal family or anything else, rather, many grand aristocrats try to outrun the royal family with nori such as "I stand in heaven".

When the power of the royal family is weakened, it is also often the case that the lords, as far as kings are concerned, follow another country, or launch new nations between friendly lords.

It is also often the case that some lord is at war on his own with nobility in other countries because the royal family does not have strong authority over the Crown.

The closest example is the Marquis of Qualdenze. It's us.

The Marquis de Quordenze family is at war with the Zincaen Empire, a neighbour of the Kingdom of Levios.

Most of all, I'm not at war with the whole empire, I'm just at war with some lords who make up the empire.

Neither the kingdom of Levios nor the empire of Zinker En is but a nation gathered together by the Hordes.

The kingdom of Levios is only about eighty years old, and the empire of Zinker En is only about fifty-five years old.

My grandfather, who hates some lords of that empire to death, slouches his governor at the same time as his father becomes a one-man nobleman, and himself moves a specially trained army around to pluck the war.

According to warehouse materials, the territory of Qualdenze has strangely expanded to the west in the last twenty years, but these were originally the lands of the Empire's lords.

Newnelly's slave traders have been moisturizing for the past few years, also as a result of his grandfather's rampage in the end.

As a Royal Levios, I can't thank my grandfather for the full boggling of the Jinker En Empire. There's no way he could have complained or anything like that, and his grandfather was ravaging the land of the Empire well on this expedition.

"I'd like to see the outside world one day, like your grandfather."

I think the world my grandfather sees is a blood-stained world of Shura.

If Fannie sees it, she's going to be shocked to death.

"If you want to go outside, why don't we go with you to Castle Town later"

"Well! Are you sure?

"Oh. There's something I want a little bit, so Fannie should come too. I'll talk to my father."

Koten, and Fannie's head was put on his arm so he could lean over.

Touch that head as comfortable as silk, saying okay.

Getting to Castle Town is also a big event for Fannie, who is barely allowed to leave the castle.

I have to work hard to convince my father to make my date with my sister a reality.

I heard knocking on the door.

Decide it's Tesh's beating, and allow him in.

"Excuse me for the night. Fang Ma, Princess"

I was just thinking about cutting up my studies and going to bed.

It's not often that Tesh visits the room at this time.

Only the center of the room was lit, so I magically lit the light near the door as well.

"What's up? Was there anything about Tesh coming at this hour?"

"Yes. My eldest husband is back from the expedition right now. He wants to talk to Boy right away."

Tesh's big husband means his grandfather.

"Your grandfather is back. Um, didn't you say anything about me?

"No, I just need to talk to Boy"

"Really..."

Shin, and gently hold the depressing Fannie, stroking her head around.

"Fannie. Your grandfather calls in at this hour, something must have happened. Tomorrow, your grandfather will miss Fannie."

"I'm sorry, Boy, may I show you around"

Apparently we're in a real hurry.

It's a pity not to touch Fannie's soft body, but I have to see my grandfather first.

I step into the conference room while Tesh leads me.

There sat my father, my grandfather, and several knights of his men.

I greet first of all the greatest on this occasion, my father, the head of the Qualdenze family.

And then he greeted the next great grandfather of his predecessors.

"Long time no see, Wilk"

"Your grandfather seems to be doing well too. Most importantly. Long time no see."

A bloody bearded dundee is my grandfather, very unlikely to be over eighty.

Something with a lot of magic in this world depends on your physique, but it seems less susceptible to aging.

However, no matter how powerful the magic is, it seems to be the limit of humans dying at around the age of 100.

On the contrary, I get greetings from my grandfather's knights. Nobles are sensitive to differences of position.

As soon as I finished saying hello, I decided to listen to the requirements called for.

"So, Grandfather, what happened?"

"Think the city strategy we're getting ready for is just right. I told you before, Wilk. He wants to stand on the battlefield."

Speaking of which, I also feel like I was saying that.

I knitted some good attack magic, so I wanted to try it out and let it go, and I think I said something about wanting to decorate the first formation.

I also felt like I might finally be able to offend any woman I wanted in the villages and towns I dominated...

I've tried the blasted story, the knitted magic all the time, and I don't dare to go because I'm already on time for lust.

Or does my grandfather say he's just back from an expedition, but he's going to war again soon? What the hell is this guy?

"It would be just fine to decorate the first line. The neighborhood is our territory, and we don't have much magic on our enemies. It's as bad as a few enemy soldiers. I'd still like to avoid doing you in a dangerous place, but I'd have trouble getting grown up without ever standing on the battlefield."

My father calmly explains the situation.

My grandfather added so that I could put it over it.

"If you miss this one, the next battlefield has to cut inside the Jinker En Empire. Then you have to think about being magical. Not for the first time on the battlefield."

To sum up what my father and grandfather said, I found that it was lactin better to give him his first line on this battlefield.

If you have to be on the battlefield at any one time, you should hit your hand where it's easy.

"Okay. Grandfather, father. I'd like to give you a first line in that urban strategy."

I stood up and proclaimed to look as cool as I could.

My father and grandfather looked at each other and looked serious.

"Fine. Wilk, I entrust you with 5,000 soldiers."

"Ha!

She poses as a nuisance.

What a sudden 5,000 soldiers and we were supposed to do it. The Marquis is a lavish thing.

"What, don't get so hard. You should consult your opinions because you will have a deputy officer who is good at leading the army. No need for impotence."

My grandfather slapped me on the shoulder and realized I was nervous.

Lead as many as 5,000 soldiers as you can.

It is reassuring to have a deputy whose grandfather in battle drilling pushes his heartbeat.

My grandfather opened his mouth heavily as he looked over the conference room.

"Operational objectives. The offensive city is Nambonan. I'm leaving with dawn."

Oops! The voice echoes in the conference room.

How dare you leave tomorrow?

I have armor, but I said I wasn't getting ready for anything else.

Or I want to mate with Minute or Eve. True.

I want the men to surround me and give me a break about the battlefield or something.

Thereafter, Tesh took the lead in my appearance, which took place throughout the night.

By dawn, I was finally ready, and I was only able to get a brief overview of the offensive operation.

The total number of troops of the Qualdenze family to be dispatched this time, about 60,000.

The opposing enemy city is expected to have about 120,000 troops.

I feel there was a law in Earth's knowledge that the attacking side would need three times as much force as the defensive side for an effective attack.

The offensive side is one-half of the defensive side.

... Is this really a battlefield for the first line?